the last time i had a really good day was my last day of work, which is pretty ironic because i was so excited that i wasnt going to have to go back there and i ended up having fun. it was about two weeks ago. i work at a marina, and basically i dont really do anything except hang out with the people im working with except for either when a boat is there and we have to go and help them tie up and pump gas, or when my boss/aunt lorainne gets mad that we're doing nothing and asks us to wash the windows or vaccum, etc.

brian came in about an hour after me and lance were already there, and we were all hanging out in the dockhouse. "todays my last day of work! your not gonna see me till next summer!!" i reminded brian. "are you gonna miss me?"

i'd lusted after him throughout the entire summer, deciding early on that either he's gay or just clearly not interested in me, so i was pretty pleased when he told me that yes, he would miss me. him and i spent the afternoon spraying each other with the water hoses-- he had to get me back from when i soaked him with the hose the time before that.

work closed at 7 that night but since it was the friday before labor day, EVERYONE was out on thier stupid boats, and i was beginning to think that we'd never get out of there. i'd been there since 9 and hadnt sat much at all during the day and just wanted to go home. by then brian and lance had left and jeff had come in around 4. jeff is the one who i've wanted really badly ever since i started working there 4 years ago because he is most deffinietely the hottest guy i've ever known in my entire life, the only problem is that hes 21.